Army Romance Novels & Stories

We are listening Ari... tell us more! Okay then...You know guys, I always ran away from women when we were in the academy because of my military ambition. However, I was not able to run away when I got home after graduation, Ari scoffs. My first marriage had no celebration. It was a civil wedding. She was a childhood friend, not a sweetheart, but she was obedient and a good woman. Then, after that shotgun marriage, I left to work in V county as a Lieutenant Colonel. I was asked to be judged in a military competition for the secondary category. There she was.... in a military fatigue uniform, with her hair in a bun. It was magical...I fell in love at first glance. She was one of the model pla

Micaela Elrod Rank- lieutenant Age 26 Ace Duhamel Rank- Sergeant Age 32 Reign Silverstone Rank- lieutenant Age 32 Wyatt Harris Rank- lieutenant Age 30 Logan Grayson Rank- lieutenant Age 29 Malcom Angus Rank- Major General Age 50 PROLOGUE Micaela Elrod can is presumed to be a normal girl by anyone who sees her. She is beautiful with a figure that has men turning their heads whenever she passes. What no one knows is that she is no ordinary girl. She is in the army and her skills are unmatched by anyone in the academy.

#Romance #Thrilling #Suspense #Action #Dramas This is going to be the best of best so don't miss any part. @Authoress Ricky Be expecting this next week readers. I love you all💓💓 Here is a blurb about the book

he murmured. We stood suspended between towers and stars, wrapped in each other, the city roaring far below, and for the first time since this began, I understood something clearly: Romance wasn’t distracting us from the war. It was making us unbreakable inside it. His chin rested lightly against my hair. My arms held him close. No more distance left to negotiate. No doubt left to manage. We hadn’t rushed the word. We had earned it.

"We're going to win." "You don't know that." "I know that we've faced worse. I know that we've survived. I know that we're not alone." Rylan was quiet for a moment. Then: "I love you." Aurora's throat tightened. "I know." "I've loved you my whole life. I'll love you for the rest of it. Whatever that looks like." She reached for his hand, squeezing it gently. "I love you too." The army reached the mountain pass as the sun began to set, painting the snow-covered peaks in shades of gold and rose. Aurora stood at the front, watching the shadows gather in the valley below, feeling the weight of the coming battle pressing against her chest.

was the name on her forged ID tonight, a careful fabrication. She said nothing at first, simply offering a sweet, practiced smile as she met his eyes. Inside, she imagined his empire fracturing, his world reduced to the same ashes he had left hers in. Her blood sang with it. "Most people avoid eye contact with me," Adrian continued, one eyebrow arching slightly as he sized her up. His voice sound like velvet over steel, unhurried, as if he had all the time in the world to assess her. His gaze traveled slowly from the modest collar of her uniform to the curve of her neck, down to the tray in her hands before returning to her face. "You're quite different."

Sergeant Kane, a battle scarred 36 years old beast of a man, runs his platoon with iron discipline. Private Ryan, a 22 years old cocky and stunning recruit, keeps pushing his every boundary. What starts as brutal correction quickly explodes into raw, secret dominance and desperate need. The taboo runs deep... rank, age, the constant risk of getting caught in a military environment where one wrong moan could end both their careers. Expect sweat soaked uniforms, late night barracks fucks, punishing drills that turn filthy, and real combat missions where adrenaline feeds their hunger.

"Next time, maybe. I'm not in a good mood tonight." … A few days later, trouble broke out at the frontier. An enemy nation was invading us. Father appointed Gerard, who'd only just returned to the capital less than a month ago, to lead the army. He also named Rowan the military strategist. Christopher, aware of my connection to Felix and eager to promote him, tossed him into the field unit as well. Even Derrick came to me, saying he wanted to win glory on the battlefield. I could sense the makings of a splitting headache. I remembered the female protagonist would appear during this battle, and just like that, all the candidates for my reverse harem got deployed.

With a final, deep thrust, he unloaded once more, filling her until cum dripped down her thighs. He collapsed over her, untying the scarf and rubbing her wrists gently, his rough edges softening in aftercare. Elina turned in his arms, nuzzling his chest. In the quiet intimacy of their bedroom, surrounded by the evidence of their passion, Francis held her close, their bond forged in fire and desire.

Laying there with my Brother-In-Law’s hand on my pussy, my hand on his cock, and my juices leaking out onto the bed in front of the man who had wanted to be my fiance the week before, I had to admit I was confused. “I’m not sure I follow, Tom.” I said, in the hope that he would explain further. “Well, when I was in the army I made some real good friends. There’s this one time, I don’t want to go into details, but believe me when I say we went through hell. We brought each other through it, those of us that lived anyway. We got these tattoos,”